13. The protagonist also has unsatisfactory moments
"You actually want to put on a lingerie show? It's too outrageous for me to go here. You are on the judo team, and I can only see the fat on your body when you put on your underwear! Go back and think again!"
"Your class wants to build a horror house. Well, that's a good idea. I think your looks have potential for acting."
In order to fulfill his promise last night, Chen Yinyang found a few people from their fan group the next day and set up a registration desk at the door of the teaching office to test the group and individual cultural festival planning on site.
Ji Fengli watched for a while. Although their opinions were completely opposite to his, they were not too outrageous.
Let them review it first, and then select a few key programs for promotion. Now there are more things for him to do, and he can't just be distracted by selecting programs.
Ji Fengli took out his mobile phone and wanted to discuss the shooting time of the short film with the TV station, but a missed call displayed on the screen made his heart suddenly tighten.
Even though I have been to the UK for so many years, my first reaction is still fear.
After staring at the number for a while, Ji Fengli tried to calm down before dialing back.
The phone buzzed just a few times, and he had the urge to hang up immediately, but he didn't have to struggle for too long. A voice he hadn't heard for a long time already sounded on the other side of the phone: "Fengli."
"It's me, father." There was a bitter smile on his lips. In his father's eyes, any term of endearment was an expression of weakness. A strong man would not need these false things.
"How have you been at school lately?"
"I think you know better than I do."
His father did not get angry as expected, but said to him in a calm tone: "Just have fun at school, the real shopping mall is not something you can understand by playing house."
Ji Fengli said nothing, using silence to express silent resistance.
"Remember, you are from the Ji family."
"I know." Ji Fengli said these words dryly, as if his voice was forced out.
"I will send someone to see you when I have time."
"I don't need..." He hung up forcefully before he could finish his words. Listening to the "beep beep" sound on the other side of the phone, Ji Fengli lowered his hand feebly.
The decision will not be changed, and he will not care about anyone's mood. This is my father's consistent style.
I have known for a long time that he is only used as a chess piece, so why do I still feel unwilling to do so?
Ji Fengli gritted his teeth violently and his face twitched slightly.
When I came back from England, I swore that I would never be anyone's accessory! Not even my own father would allow me!
Ji Fengli stuffed her cell phone back into her clothes and strode towards the intended direction.
From now on, what I do will never be as simple as playing house as you think!
****At the scene of the final review of the program, Ji Fengli’s darkened expression and every word he spoke were frightening.
"This program is not good. You go back and think about it before submitting it. Don't waste each other's time."
"The costumes you make are ugly, are you so imbecile?"
"The lines are as good as those of a kindergartener. Are you really high school students?"
Seeing that the dissatisfaction of the people in the audience was getting worse and worse, Feng Qixiu quickly stopped and informed that the program would be reviewed in half an hour.
Arriving at the lounge, Feng Qixiu grabbed Ji Fengli and looked worriedly at the dark circles behind his glasses: "You've been feeling weird these past few days. Is it because you're under too much pressure and didn't sleep well?"
"Thank you for your concern. I'm not as fragile as you think." Ji Fengli waved away Feng Qixiu's hand, found a seat, sat down and closed his eyes. He exuded an aura of keeping strangers away.
Not wanting to disturb him anymore, Feng Qixiu caught Li Shaoran again and asked, "Did you give him some perverted task that caused Xiao Lili to suffer like this?"
Also leaving Feng Qixiu's hand aside, nothing could be seen in Li Shaoran's brown eyes: "I can only tell you that Ji Fengli can't figure it out on his own, and no one can help him."
Feng Qixiu stared at Li Shaoran with some annoyance: "I really don't understand, you all cover up everything when something happens. If I don't deserve your trust, don't let me get involved!"
After waiting for a while, seeing that Li Shaoran was still silent, Feng Qixiu slammed the door angrily and walked out.
"It would be nice if everything was that simple." After muttering to himself, Li Shaoran's eyes fell on Ji Fengli, who had his eyes closed and remained silent.
Sighing slightly, he said carefully, "Ji Fengli, you'd better go back today."
Ji Fengli seemed not to hear it and still maintained the same posture.
Li Shaoran emphasized his tone: "Ji Fengli, as the president, I order you to leave here immediately."
"Haha." Two low laughs came from Ji Fengli's throat: "Don't forget, you are not qualified to order me now."
"Who is not qualified?" Li Shaoran was a little angry: "If you don't want the entire cultural festival to be destroyed in your hands, go back and rest immediately! Do you think I don't know that you haven't slept for three days?
What can you do in this state!"
Ji Fengli was shocked suddenly, sat up and covered his forehead in pain: "I'm sorry."
"If you can't figure it out, quit the student union."
After leaving the last words, Li Shaoran turned and left, leaving Ji Fengli sitting there in silence.